Today has been such a WAH day

I woke up only to find that once again thOm had played a DJ set at Low End Theory.. AGAIN.

please no one judge me for wanting to be the table that he's thrusting at two minutes and fifty one seconds into this video....

my love/lust for this man has no bounds

speaking of which

EVERYONE IS HATING ON HIS HAIR

his lovely

greasy

long

hair

I'm probably one of the few who doesn't mind the hobo look. But that's because I met him as a hobo, so

I started decorating my room today.

I'm doing The Eraser artwork all around my room

and then this on the middle wall where the fireplace would've been:

except bears on the top and bordering it

I can't believe how slow I am at the whole painting thing though. My dad is painting the kitchen this lovely bright orange and he's already done an entire base coat, and I have just done one strip in the same amount of time! Half of which was already done beforehand!

Also, I won't be seeing Georgia on Saturday which SUCKS and it looks like I won't be in AS MUCH contact with her for the next couple of days. This sucks even more, our Thonniness is what gets me through these dire days and if you take away that then you're killing thOm. But we'll get round it, afufufufufufufa

I leave you for now with two very special dancing GIFs for two very different reasons

My liver, reaction time and articulation are suffering badly

BASICALLY (she said in a northern accent) I drink too much. My weekend has been smashing to a certain extent. No literally, I smashed the guitar on my head yesterday.. but er yeah, friday was slightly chaotic - I have the bruises to prove this. I had some people over, went to other peoples and just generally can't remember much. Then yesterday I sobered up to the sweet sound of King Charles and Jersey Shore, then Jemily came over for the night. I suppose to a certain extent it was chilled, but then again it wasn't. Fuck you Curt Wild.

Today I plan to try and get somewhere with this art of mine, watch Lord of the Rings, drive to Long Melford, eat a shit load of food, try not to think too remorsefully as that does silly things to the mind and finally attempt to play the guitar without bruising my head this time.

Jesus, 1:30 into Love Lust is fucking amazing. "Whether a flower in my hand or a gun in my hand, I'd give it all up for your hand in my hand. "